Really really REALLY sorry that an update has taken so long. See, I just bought the third part of the 'Lord of the Rings' trilogy. And let me tell you, that Viggo is something else. The man would be able to melt Antarctica if need be. The movie itself was pretty good too.

Constellation of Blood: Burning Down My Dreams

It wasn't a bad sensation when his lips first graced her pale skin. It was like something popped deep within her belly; a burst of energy that had been pent up for so long now had a chance to be let out. Goosebumps trailed his searing touch like a lost child who wasn't quite sure of what to do or where to go. Kagura herself wasn't quite sure of the same thing- where her hands should be, what she should be doing. But in the back of her mind, some kind of instinct was telling her to sit back and enjoy the ride. And she did. Oh, how she did. She let her body melt within his grip as his immaculate mouth worked wonders along her neck and collarbone. She let an innocent gasp escape her lips as Sesshomaru pulled her around to face him. He gently cupped her chin and placed a deep kiss upon her lips.

The rest was a blissful haze of wonder for Kagura. She could feel his clawed hand explore her body, stopping at certain places to massage her skin and coax her to physically keep going. She, too, let her hand wander up to the silken silver tresses that her fingers had itched to touch since she had first laid eyes on him. It was just as soft as she had imagined and she let her fingers linger for a moment before starting her own journey of Sesshomaru's body. She started with his neck, lacing her hands around him for a better grip, and then let one hand slide down the opening of his regal kimono.

It was just as she had envisioned, smooth skin stretched over taught muscles – almost as if he were carved out of stone. She gained a bit more courage and let her hand slide further downward until she reached his abdomen. A low growl was emitted from the demon lord's throat and Kagura took it upon herself to kiss away the warning and placed her lips below his Adam's apple. She curled deeper into his body as he slowly lifted the kimono away from her flesh, delivering a cold spell onto Kagura's naked body. He took that moment to push her away and get a good look at the woman who had driven him into this lust.

She was perfection in his eyes, though he would never tell her that to her face. Her skin was flawless of life's little imperfections, minus the spider shaped scar on the lower part of her back. This would remain a reminder to the both of them of who Kagura derived from. The scar would remain a warning to Sesshomaru that Kagura would always be an enemy. But for this moment in time, both demons wanted nothing more than to succumb to the desire of simply being with one another. He had held back for the most part, but the kiss laid on his throat had driven him over the blurry edge that he had resisted for so long. He let her form collapse on the mattress behind them, allowing himself time to strip of the numerous layers of clothing he donned.

It seemed like an eternity had passed before the cold was washed away by a blanket of warmth for Kagura. The kisses continued, littered over her entire body and she could feel the heat rising within her. She needed something but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. It wasn't until the demon prince eased inside her and began to move that she finally began to understand the word 'ecstasy'. She dug her claws into his muscular back, bracing herself for the explosion of feeling she was so close to experiencing. And as if on cue, both she and Sesshomaru reached a peak that could only be described as pure bliss. She could feel her heart beating an unusual rhythm and sighed with happiness as Sesshomaru fell against her, his body worn out from the sudden explosion. A light snore soon followed and Kagura gently pulled the sheet around them, her arms lacing around his torso. There had been no pampered words of love or heated confessions of emotion. But she was in her own utopia and she never wanted to leave.

"Rise and shine, Kagura." Kagura's ruby orbs shot open in the early dawn. She knew that voice. It was the voice she had tried over and over to escape. Was he in the room? She quickly scanned the elaborate bedroom but found nothing.

"What? You don't greet your master when he awakes you so nicely?" His voice was slick with deception and the wind sorceress knew it.

"I'm not going to ask how you survived, just a simple question: what the hell do you want?" she whispered inside her mind. She could only hope that the sleeping dog demon beside her couldn't read minds.

"I'd watch your tongue if I were you, Kagura. Do you realize how easily it would be for me to slit your little boyfriend's throat as we speak?" Kagura's crimson eyes widened in horror as one of the daggers placed above a shelf as decoration began to float towards the couple. Kagura squeezed her eyes shut.

"No! Please…just…what do you want?"

"You, of course. You know where I'll be. I expect you there by sunset." Naraku's voice began to drift away into the morning sky but it was still ringing in Kagura's ears. What had she done? She twisted within the cotton sheets, only to have something sharp poke her sensitive stomach. She glanced behind her and found a still sleeping Sesshomaru beside her, his arm wrapped around her in a protective manner. She gave a light smile before nudging him slightly. He fought for moment, his body not wanting to leave the peacefulness of where he was. He finally opened a single golden eye and peered over at Kagura who was beginning to get dressed for the day. She had just tied the sash of her kimono into a tight knot when she had decided to speak.

"I have to go away for a little while. I don't know when I'll return." The demon lord rolled over onto his side, away from the wind sorceress' unsure gaze.

"You won't be going anywhere." His voice was colder than usual. It had a more possessive tone underlying his stoic façade. Kagura quietly sighed and slipped on her sandals.

"I'm afraid I have to, Sesshomaru. For once, you have no say so in this."

"You haven't completed your debt." Kagura quickly tied her hair up and began the short stroll to the door. But Sesshomaru was in front of her within a second, barely keeping his modesty around the demoness.

"Get out of my way." She tried her best to conceal the tight knot that had formed in her throat, but she had to do this. It was for his own good. Besides, he may be the only one who can truly destroy Naraku and he wouldn't be of any use to Kagura if he were dead. She wouldn't allow him to get himself killed.

"I thought I made it quite clear that you are now mine." Guilt was hastily replaced by anger as Kagura glued a seductive smile onto her face.

"I am the wind. I am no one's property but my own." With that said, she brushed past him. She winced in surprise as the demon lord grasped her arm.

"You will regret this decision." The tempting smile faded from her mouth, only to be replaced by a saddened grin.

"Perhaps." She turned to face the dog demon and placed a chaste kiss upon his warm lips. It was time to face her foe.

Sesshomaru was in no mood to be played with when Nigi greeted him downstairs. He was sipping at a cup of tea and smoking a long pipe – a favorite pastime of Westerners. He smiled warmly at his half brother and returned to the blissful drink. The simper never left his face when he inquired about the night before.

"I hope everything went well last night?" Sesshomaru glared at Nigi from across the lengthy table but made no hostile move.

"I know not of what you talk about." He would be damned if he talked about his intimacies with Kagura to Nigi.

"Come now, brother. My maid came down to tell me that room was a disaster zone when she walked in this morning to pick up the linens. Don't be shy. We're all mature here. How is the demoness in bed?" In an instant, Sesshomaru was across the table, his claws digging into the expensive material of Nigi's kimono. He didn't what had come over him, but the moment Kagura's name slipped from Nigi's lips, the demon lord wanted nothing more than to rip those same lips from his face. It wasn't like Sesshomaru. He would need to clear his mind of the wind sorceress later.

Kagura braced herself against a nearby tree. Angry clouds loomed overhead and Kagura feared that she would not be able to travel in such weather. She scanned the terrain in hopes of finding shelter and mentally congratulated herself when her rosy orbs spotted a small shack amidst the forestry. She quickly scampered towards the small abode and pounded against the wooden door with the remainder of her energy. Tiny droplets of water soon turned into malicious strokes of water. Kagura hammered harder into the wood and almost fell over when the door was suddenly opened to her.

"Jaken! Come quickly! It's Lady Kagura!" Kagura's ears picked up the high pitched voice of the small orphan girl who traveled with Sesshomaru and smiled to herself as the child led her into the warm walls of the shack.

Sorry so short but I've got places to go and people to see.